• I was in the bathroom, brushing out my hair, while using my hand to push out the wet hair out of my eyes. My mom barged in without the common sense of knocking.
    "Can I help you?" I was yanking at a knot in the back of my hair, where it was difficult for me to reach.
    my mom came to my side, taking the brush and started away at the knot.
    "Oh this is exciting, my baby girl first date, and its with her best friend Micheal" she giggled.
    "DATE?" I almost choked on some Silvia.
    "What? Its not a date?" Her expression looked skeptical.
    "Of course not! Micheal and I are just best friends. by the way I already lik-" I stopped myself short of my babbling, forgetting I hadn't told my mom about my love for Jake. "Mom please understand, were just going as friends." I searched her face for anything to assure me that she understood.
    "Right." she muttered
    *Ding*
    The door bell rang, and my mom was out the room, and at the front door.
    I looked in the mirror. I was wearing my skinny jeans, that had tares at the bottom of the hem, and my black shirt that had the name of my favorite band. "Lincoln park" on it. I bent down to tie my red converse that were laced all the way up my leg. I shook my hair loose, letting the wet hair slap me in the face.
    My red streak the went down my bangs showed darker when wet.
    I thought I looked pretty cool, looking one last time at my self in the bathroom mirror, I left the bathroom, to meet up with Micheal and my mom.

    The atmosphere seemed unusual. Micheal was wearing a shirt similar to mine, It had the name of Lincoln park on it. but underneath he had a white long tight sleeve shirt, that made out the muscles on his arms. and his skinny Jeans he wore sagged a little bit.
    My mom was full in grin when she saw me enter the room.
    "Now how late will you two be out?" she looked at Micheal in an accusing face.
    "No later than 12, I promise." I tried pushing Micheal out the door, before my mom can bombardier us with any more questions.
    When I got to Micheal side, I smelled the fragrance of colon
    "Dude do you have colon on?" I tried giving a disapproving look, but he smelled nice.
    "Yeah, my mom try to spray me before I left." The scarlet color of red was starting to form on his face again.
    Man why did he have to look so cute when he got embarrassed? Now that I think about it. Micheal did look pretty hot, standing there in my front door with the tight shirt and his skinny Jeans, casting over us, with his six foot tall body, and his shaggy black hair.
    Before I could let my wild imagination get the better of me, I pushed Micheal out the door, and headed for his car.
    "I call shot gun" I exclaimed
    "Of course you do?" Micheal said in a sarcastic voice "Who else would sit there?"
    Micheal flashed a killer smile, that sent my heart skipping a beat. I recomposed myself, pushing my way into the car, with Micheal in the driver seat, and I was in the passengers. I tired to ignore the stare from my mom underneath the porch light by turning my attention to Micheal, but just looking at him, made me nervous.
    The car engine roar to life, when Micheal put the key in the ignition, putting his feet on the gas pedal Micheal sped off.

    whoa........... what was that I was just feeling now?